Black-hearted Wife And Evil CEO

"Grandma, it's all ink deep. Don't be angry. Tell me what happened?"

As soon as the words fell, grandma quickly pulled out a few photos from her pocket and threw them on her deep face, "look at yourself. Do you still have the face to ask?"

Li Mo Shen grabs the photo, and his black eyes flash a little cold. The pupil shrinks sharply. Even the long finger holding a corner of the photo can't help but increase his strength.

In the picture, it's him and a woman. The picture is filthy and indescribable.

Such a low means can only take out to fool grandma, slightly squint up the eyes to see that the photo is PS. What's the reason for such painstaking efforts to annoy grandma with PS's photos?

Leave the tiger mountain!

This was the first thought that came out of his mind. He suddenly realized that someone had ulterior motives to transfer him from Huacheng. The real intention was to focus on the safety of being in Huacheng.

Deep black eyes suddenly opened, turned to Li Xiang and yelled: "go to the flower city! "After a few seconds of looking at those photos, Li Xiang, as an assistant, also thought of this. Now he got the command of the boss, and naturally rushed out of the ward without saying a word. However, the deep ink, tense expression and tense face left behind him, and a sense of foreboding had crept into his mind.

”Granny, I'll go out and explain it to you when I come back. Believe me, your grandson will never do such a dirty thing. "Leaving a word, Li Mo Shen walked out of the ward like a gust of wind.

Anxious, he has only one idea at this time, that is to hope that everything is still in time!

Li Xiang, who had just driven out of the parking lot, received a phone call from the boss, "wait for me at the gate of the hospital. I'll be right here! "Yes, president. "Li Moshen came out of the hospital. Li Xiang was waiting by the car body. Seeing him coming, he trotted around the back row to open the door. When Li Moshen sat in and closed it again, he hurried into the driver's seat.

Turning around, he said respectfully, "president, will you go directly to Huacheng? "Li Mo puts down his long legs and leans forward slightly," driving! "Given the order, Li Xiang didn't dare to delay for a moment. He started the car and drove quickly towards the viaduct. The car raced all the way to 180 miles, but it took only one hour to get there.

The car stopped outside the small garden, and the fire was not extinguished. The man in the back row opened the door, strode out of the car, pushed open the white gate of the yard fence and walked in.

When Li Xiang stopped the car in a hurry and was ready to chase in, the people in the room had already stepped out, and the pace was slow and powerless. The whole person seemed to have undergone some great changes. In a blink of an eye, it became a bit of vicissitudes.

The small white fence gate is still swinging back and forth because of his great power just now, which makes the quiet courtyard desolate.

Did she really go? Is that how you left? Not a word was left for him.

Why? Why do we have to choose to leave him in the Mid Autumn Festival, the festival of family reunion? Why didn't he even meet his last request? Is he really that boring and hating?

He had planned to let her choose when her legs were almost the same after the festival. If she really wanted to leave, he would let go.

If you love a person, you should let her go. Instead of leaving her unhappy, you'd better let her fly freely.

What he wants has not been put into practice, why have they changed?

The swing in the yard was swaying back and forth by the wind. The lost Li Mo glanced at it deeply and remembered the evening when she came here the first day. She sat on the swing, holding the ropes on both sides with her hands, and swinging her slender legs in the air. At that time, her mouth was wide and she was so happy. Now, the only thing left on the empty swing is loneliness and desolation.

Empty shadow and empty swing overlap, to the end has been unable to distinguish, in the end, which is real, that is illusory.

Eyes light a dark, the mind thought of her nervous expression, the mobile phone hidden behind the scene, especially think of the person to call, the gray eyes instantly covered with a layer of gloomy.

Striding away, a cold and gloomy voice came out through his chest: "someone should tear it down!"

Li Xiang, who was stupefied outside the fence, did not react. The tall figure passed by him. He sat in the car like a gust of wind. Before he said what he said, he had already driven out of the car for a long time.

"Chief executive?" His lips wriggled, and his voice was so low that he could not hear him clearly. Staring at the far away black car, the whole person's brain is still a little confused.

He didn't follow Li Moshen for a day or two. He didn't experience any big waves. He just threw down a sentence of anger and demolished this place like this. It was the first time he saw him.

Li Xiang seems to understand the truth. Even if it is a stone to meet a high-quality man like the president, should he be moved? Is it not that the president has put down his posture to accommodate her and care for her?

This kind of thing that women all over the world would like is worthless in her eyes. He really loves his boss. It's not easy!With a deep sigh, she slowly turned her eyes to this quiet little yard. Although the red roof and white wall house is not very impressive, no one knows that the president spent a lot of money to buy this house for her. This kind of careful care can not change a woman's heart? He can't help but feel lucky for himself. His beloved Lin ChuChu is much better than Annie. He has asked Lin ChuChu to go out to see a movie and have dinner for several days. Although there are some chatting and no nutrition, his heart is still satisfied. At least he can see her innocent smile, which is his greatest happiness. What can people pursue in this life? How much money, power and final destination are not the same? To be able to spend a lifetime with a loved one is the truth for the one who has lost. Life, old age, illness and death can't be changed. In this case, why not live a good life according to his own heart? He thought that his ex girlfriend would certainly support him to do so.

Thinking, he did not hesitate to take out the mobile phone from his pocket, dial the number, did not want to blurt out: "early, I miss you."

was in the early days when he was first sitting in a big bed and used to apply the mask. He heard the first sentence of the phone call, and then he told this rather baffling speech. He pulled the mask on his face and pulled it up from the bed. He was frightened: "Li Xiang, did you take the wrong medicine?"